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Good morning, y’all. Happy Sunday. Aside from the brief moment in the morning where Chaucer woke the household with a vom-fest in the hallway, I let Shawshank sleep in. I had it cleaned up before he got out of bed. TinyTown is under yet another air quality warning today. We’ve been seeing some warm temps…

It hasn’t been a great morning here; I’ve been up since around 4:30am. I tried to find sleep again, but couldn’t do it. Chaucer snuggled against my leg for most of the morning, until just around 6am. At that point, he leisurely strolled under the bed and puked directly under my head. Fuck that, I’m…

It’s almost the weekend!